Born with the gift of charm
He was blessed
At getting girls undressed
With a crooked smile
And false pretenses.
But who could resist
The undeniable charisma
Of this monster?
A lady killer
Not their lives
But their self-worth.
There were none that could resist
Until the day
Was directed at a woman
Who knew his tricks too well-
For she dabbled in lust just the same
And she twisted his game
Called out his name
And consumed him.
14 thoughts on “Casanova”
…someone to give as good as he gets…
Profound poetry 🙂
A scorcher to be sure! Too many of us have known “him”.
awesome – love the rhythm and word choice.
Interesting. Well done.
Love unrequited…is the sadness of inspiration.
Hi tig23. Thank you so much for liking my poem ‘ Empty Carriage’ and for following my poetry. Best Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
I knew a guy like that — yeah, the ladies loved him, and in the end he ended up getting married!
Saludos tig23. Thank you for liking my page! I really enjoy “and consumed him” finish here, which leaves me with the feeling of a just end for the old heart-breaker. I hope to see more of your work!
What goes around comes back around.
Powerful and thought provoking. I look forward to reading more of your work.
Karma. It’ll get all of us in the end.
Thanks for visiting my blog and the like.
This would make for awesome song lyrics